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Good Little Subbie

   I woke up this morning and my throat was killing me. Then again after the way you made me scream last night I’m not really sure I’m surprised. The fact that your cock was shoved half way down my throat and you were face fucking me probably didn’t help either. Do you remember how soaking wet my cunt was for you? I had been waiting for you to call me and ask me to come over all weekend, and every time I even thought I heard my phone ring I rushed over to it to see if it was you. It’s ok that you made me wait so long though, because I know that the pleasure that I will receive from being a patient subbie is worth the wait. I am more than happy to take the punishments and rewards that you think I deserve. Please please please, let me feel your nice, hard, thick cock thrust down my throat. 

Edge Play Phone Sex and Foot Fetish

I dropped off several items for a birthday party that my friend and I were planning.  But, she wasn’t there…her boyfriend was.  He invited me in and I set everything down; when I turned to leave, he asked me to sit for a while.  I didn’t think anything of it.  But, I did notice that he was looking at my feet.  “Nice pedicure,” he said.  “I love it when ladies take care of their feet.  I wish your friend did that more.”  I suggested that he ask her to allow him to pamper her in that way.  He continued to squirm on the couch, continually looking at my toes.  I was enjoying the attention and I kinda felt sorry for him since my friend didn’t really like pedicures (she claimed that she was too ticklish). 

When I reached for my glass of water, I suddenly felt his hands on my hips; his skin felt good as it grazed the back of my legs and up my short skirt.  I glanced over my shoulder and flicked off my sandals.  He began kissing my toes, worshipping them really.  He’d pull them into his mouth and suckle them as if they were the most precious part of my body.  I cradled his cock between my toes and rubbed it, enjoying how stiff it was becoming.  I leaned my elbows on the back of the couch and pushed his cock upwards; I could feel him putting some kind of weight on his cock.  I smiled, thinking that he was enjoying the resistance. 

I continued stroking his cock with my pretty little feet; but when he was close to cumming, I would ease off until his breathing returned to normal.  I did this several times until I decided to flip over, spreading my legs far apart and loving his cock with my feet.  Watching his face, I knew that he was going to have the biggest orgasm of his life; I demanded that he cum.  And, he did…he shot all over my pretty feet and the couch.  Then, he leaned down to clean my toes with his tongue.

The Captor becomes the Captive

I was sitting in my own pool of sweat while the sun beat down.  I was restrained with cords to a wooden chair, and there was no way to free myself.  My captor taunted me, explaining that I deserved exactly what I was getting.  He had never followed my directives and had often paid the consequences; because he continued to cum before allowed, I forbid him to cum for two weeks, once.  He apparently was still angry…even though he said that my approval made him cum the hardest in his life.

He went on with his objective: to tease me, to make me miserable, and to take away the chance of pleasure when it was moments away.  He used several vibrators, overwhelming me with sensations; he spanked me, humiliated me…things that he enjoyed himself (but, not necessarily me).  He finally spread my legs out as far as they would go and began masturbating.  This was his ultimate goal: to cum after torturing me…and without my permission.

Dry-mouthed and achy, I spat at him, “Richard, you won’t be able to cum.  You simply won’t.  Even though you’ve restrained my body, you have not restrained my power.  I am still in control!”  He yelled for me to shut-up and I could already hear him struggling, his erection dissipating.  He gagged my mouth; but, before he did, I told him that it would do no good.  He held his cock in front of me and shook it at my face; but, even he was noticing that it was getting limper by the moment.

He went behind me and I could sense that he was rethinking his plan.  He silently untied me and handed me some water.  I refreshed myself and then stood up.  “Start stroking your cock, gently,” I said.  In a calm voice, I continued to bring him waves of pleasure but not an orgasm.  When he was close to cumming, he confessed in sobs, “I don’t deserve to cum.  You’re right.”  Even though I had not said that I would deny him, he finally understood: I knew his body, his desires, and his needs better than he did.  He zipped up his pants and covered me in a blanket; then, he took me home and cleaned me, worshipping my body and my power over him.

On the Edge

I need a man that can make me feel feminine. I desire, more than anything, a man that will worship the curves of my body… my hips and breasts… I work hard to keep my body in this sort of shape! When you were here last week, the intense feeling of helplessness you gave me when you slipped the blindfold over my eyes made every one of my senses go wild! I felt so feminine… the way your mouth closed over my pert nipple and your skilled fingers slipped over my soaked panties and teased me through the think fabric. I could feel the pleasure mounting by the second… it felt like a hot coil of pleasure was being wound tighter and tighter in the pit of my stomach, until you stopped. I begged and begged for you to finish me off, but you just smirked. Bad girls don’t get to cum you said. I can only hope you allow me that ultimate pleasure the next time we meet. 

Hot phonesex with a young voyeur

Summer is my favorite time because it allows me to visit with one of my passions: nature. I decided to go on a nature trail by myself; the park was frequented by joggers and the like, but few people traveled on it in the heat of the day. I liked to meander through the woods, admire the streams, and watch the animals roam; and there was always something special and serene about having this quiet alone time. When I began to get hungry, I stopped in a shaded area that was off the path; I ate and then thought it would be nice to rest for a few minutes. I took off my shorts and then decided to take off my swimsuit, too. After all, I hate pesky tan lines!

I drifted to sleep and when I woke up, my eyes struggled to adjust in the blaring sun. But, I could feel a shadow over me. I sat up, still groggy, and saw the young face of a teenager behind a nearby bush, where he had retreated. He was evidently jacking off; I could tell by his sounds and the rigorous hand movements. I told him that he did not have to stop, but he did have to come out of the hiding area. He reluctantly emerged, his cock hard and long for a teenage boy. I told him that I was going to teach him something that would be worth more than money.

I spread my legs and began rubbing my clit. Being caught and seeing me so exposed, pre-cum was starting to leak out of his cock. I reprimanded him and told him not to cum yet and that he must never cum until after his partner did. “If you want this,” I said and pointed at my cunt, “you will do what I say. Otherwise you will never get this from any girl.” He removed his hand from his cock and clenched his eyes. I tried to masturbate slowly, but I was excited, too; I told him that I was almost ready for him to cum. His rhythm was slower than before and he waited, albeit a little impatiently; and, as I came, my cunt contracting before his eyes, he shot a load almost violently…his entire body shook. With a flushed face and a dorky smile, he ran off. I exhaled and reached over for my water bottle, where a lovely butterfly was perched.

Controlling a cum-slut

One of my friends complained that his submissive girlfriend was not listening to his commands, particularly when he forbid her to cum. So, I offered to help him out. She seemed surprised and bashful when I told her to take off her coat before entering the house. She had followed my orders and worn only a green piece of lingerie under her coat; I did not commend her, but I did instruct her to enter.

I ordered her to get on her knees and to follow me into the living room, place the lingerie on the couch, and wait patiently until I returned. I put on my pink and black corset that exposed my breasts and nothing else but my shoes. When I returned, her cheeks were flushed and her nipples were erect; I was confident that her pussy was already moist. I reprimanded her for not following her owner’s commands; I took her pretty little face in my hands and slapped it. Then, I sat on the edge of the couch, facing a large mirror.

“Now, lay on the couch with your head on a pillow directly below my cunt,” I told her. I continued to guide her until her legs were spread eagle and I could clearly see her cunt in the mirror in front of us. I gave her a glass dildo and she almost put it in her own cunt! I slapped her face and told her that it was for me. “Lick it and then insert it gently inside of me,” I told her. She was forced to watch my cunt wrap around the glass toy while I rubbed my clit. I told her to spread her own lips apart so that her pussy hole was exposed. I could already see some cream forming; and, I knew that she was aching to touch herself.

Instead of giving her permission to please herself, I came over and over on top of her face; my cum dripped into her mouth. I told her to not let one drop hit my expensive couch! Finally, I let her touch herself; she rubbed her sloppy cunt and was about to cum in less than three minutes. “Not yet,” I demanded. Her breathing was rapid and frustrated. I forced her to put her fingers inside of me and rub her cunt. I denied her two more times before allowing her to orgasm. Her fingers clenched inside of me and her entire body convulsed. As she lay between my legs and looking up at me, I said, “If you do not follow your owner’s instructions from now on, you will not be allowed to ever visit me again.” She nodded her head, indicating that she understood.

Mutual masturbation outdoors

I love nature. It’s amazing to be out in the middle of nowhere, enjoying the serenity and beauty all around. One of my best friends and I took advantage of the summer weather and went on hike yesterday. He brought a picnic and we sat beside the stream and an abandoned cabin that we found. It was amazing as we talked and laughed. Then, he leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I smiled and he began to apologize. I leaned over and kissed him, my tongue grazing his lips. Then, I ran to the stream, stripping off my clothes. He started to follow my lead but then picked up his camera instead. He took pictures as I splashed in the water; and, then, I got out and sat on the porch for a few pictures but returned to the soft grass. I spread my legs and thrust my pussy in the air. I could see his cock getting hard between his legs and I started to rub my clit. I licked two fingers and slid them inside my pussy while he kept taking pictures. He moaned and dropped his camera; he said, “Oh fuck, Monika” and took off his pants to stroke his cock. I was climaxing, looking at the beautiful sky.  I told him that he couldn’t cum yet; I asked him to pick up the camera again and get close-ups of my face and my pussy as I came. Laying there, completely relaxed, I ordered him to cum, and he did…hard. We lay there, both smiling, and admiring the scene and our relaxed bodies. He asked me if he could keep the pictures and I laughed, telling him he could if he would send me copies of the best ones!

Ultimate Pleasure

Nothing is quite as relaxing as reading an adult romance novel. They serve many purposes besides just a book to read… masturbation potential for one thing. After reading 50 Shades of Grey, I had quite a few ideas of how my next boy toy and I could get crazy kinky. The idea of organs denial made my sleek cunt soak right through my sheer lacy panties. The idea of having you tie me up… my arms and legs bound to our bed with my breasts heave with every breath, and my legs spread as wide as they go, offering my tight, pink, shaved cunt to you like an offering! You would have complete control of my pleasure… fucking me hard and fast, but pulling out before I have a chance to reach that ultimate pleasure. You could keep me tied there for days before allowing me to finally feel the satisfaction of an organs ripping its way through my body… When you decide you can handle my new fantasy… give me a call big boy. 

You Only Cum When I Call – Cock Control With GFE Brooke

Oh baby, I know exactly what you like and how you like it. You love lying back and listening to my sweet sexy voice describing in detail just what I want to do to you and what I’m doing to myself.

Your hand wrapped firmly around your cock and stroking it up and down, the pre cum oozing down your throbbing shaft. I’m fingering my swollen, wet clit and finger fucking myself aching to feel your thick cock fucking my smooth, tight pussy.

You know you get off on me controlling that big, hard dick of yours, telling you just when you can cum…make you half crazy just aching to blow that hot creamy load. Oh, and you will baby, you’ll cum harder than you can remember but only when I say so.

This teen fuck slut loves purring into your ear all those naughty things I want you to do to my tight, teen snatch, stretch it out with your hard, pulsating cock. I want to see just how much you can take, how far can I push you to your limits of erotic domination….do you think you can handle it baby?

Mmmm, I bet you can because you know just how intense it will be when you are allowed to finally cum for me. Whether your fucking my dripping wet fuckhole, pumping me so deep and filling me up with all your milky, sticky jizz or jerking off while I’m on my knees and shooting all your hot cream all over my pretty face it will be the most incredibly hot fuck you’ve had in forever.

Cum on baby, prove just what a strong man you are and call your teen GFE Brooke for an erotic, mind blowing fuck.

Mistress Mommy Monika and Pet Jazzy

My new little pet, Jazzy, was born a boy but always wanted to be a girl; her biological mother, she told me, was a real witch. Jazzy invited me to a lake house that she was borrowing from a friend. When I arrived, I was thrilled with the accommodations; the view from the master bedroom, which was all mine, overlooked the lake. “Do you like it, Mommy?” my pet asked. “Of course,” I said in my sweet Mommy voice. I bragged on her and touched her between the legs; she kept telling me how much she wanted to please me. I lay on the bed and told her to eat my pussy. Like a good little girl, she bent down and rolled my clit in her mouth, sucking my lips. And, looking at the lake, I creamed inside of her mouth.

The doorbell rang and I told Jazzy to answer it. Now it was time to be ‘Mean Mommy.’ The door opened and several guys filed in. I told Jazzy to put on some porn for the gentlemen and explained that they were here for her; she was going to make Mommy some money by doing anything these gentlemen asked of her.

The guys began popping open some beers while I took Jazzy and one of the guys to her bedroom. I told him to use her like the whore she was, to defile her and her bed sheets so that she would always remember how worthless she was. The man flipped her on her stomach and began pounding her ass; he grabbed her hair and rode her like an animal, not a person. I forbid Jazzy to cum at any point or she would suffer horrible consequences. He shot his load all over her ass and wiped his dick across her face. When he left, I rubbed Jazzy’s cock, “That’s right, nice Mommy is going to rub that little clit now.”

“Yes, Mommy,” she said. “I just want to please you, Mommy.” The fun was just beginning!